Uses and abuses broken bones and thoughts
in the sea of the night you forget everything
the song of the cruel angels
the discontent of obscene obsession
the existence speed devouring space and time
while the risk in their eyes
detonates in mind small disappointments.
I complain more of my wings lost
the thousand kisses dispersed in an instant
send to air the pain troops
within me the melancholy of curves
the onslaught of what i lost
leave to chance many nights without sleep
Nessun commento:
Posta un commento